I arrived at the village in the early afternoon. The women, those old enough to carry a basin on their heads, were still not back from river. They chose to walk the 15 miles to the nearest river for water because the large pond that sat only four hundred yards away from the western most [...]
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Sid is driving in his brand new Ford Fairlane (new for him, anyway). Out of the radio speakers rasps “Tiiiiiiiiiiiime is on my side. Yes it is. Tiiiiiiiiiiiime is on my side. Yes it is.” He can almost feel Mick’s blubbery lips slap the microphone. It’s his favorite song after I’m a Loser by the [...] |
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